happy kind of sad...

Last night's gimik was like that -- happy kind of sad.

Happy because we got to hang out again, dine together
and hit the dance floor.

Sad because we're breaking apart. Seriously.

No matter how much we promise ourselves that we will still find time to get together, I feel things will never be the same.

But y' know, you just go wherever life takes you.



Oh well . . . . . . . . * sigh *